Cuckold

We sat at McDonalds’ to talk while she was eating her double cheese burger. We talked about everything, the George Straight and Garth Brooks concerts that he had worked as a security guard, the things we all lived through. He was a perfect gentleman, complimenting her to get her towels for catching up with her burger. Finally, after a while, he asked if we wanted to go somewhere, and she quickly answered yes! We got in the car and drove to the motel and he followed us.

My wife looks like a bitch. She always looked that way to my knowledge. It measures a little more than 5 feet with big tits. Whoever needs a bra to restrain them and prevent undue disturbance. It’s not a striking beauty, but she has that look that guys know. Could be a bad girl for the good guy. Her big mouth and stinking lips add to her slutty look. She didn’t act like a bitch when I met her before I married her.

Life is weird! As a great firm lawyer now doing pro bono work for the court, I met an old girlfriend; Actually, I had hoped she’d be my girlfriend in college.

Sally B was still beautiful at 35 and I recognized her first and when I said her name while she was sitting in my office, she laughed and said, TIMMY! I could never forget that beautiful body, and I guess she couldn’t forget a skinny kid, little geek after all. Then we shared the usual stories of the past. Who married, divorced.

I knew very soon that I didn’t make her happy. Our sex drives seemed out of sync. When I was tired of work and wanted to sleep, she wanted sex. When I was rested and ready, she was less and less in the mood.

When I left school and worked full time (two jobs), and she finished school, our social life was very different. My social life revolved around emails to my friends and family, 2,000 miles away. My day off was spent with her and her family - church and dinner. She spent the evening with her friends, supposed to be the “sensitive” as they drank and pursued men. She also spent many weekends out of town with her school clubs and visited her mother.

My wife is a charming woman, with long burning red hair and crystal green eyes. Her name is Karen and she has 5'8 with long legs in shape. Its silhouette is perfect with full and firm breasts measuring 39" that require a D-cup bra. His hips also measure 39" but there is no ounce of fat on it. She has the softest, tightest and rounded ass you’ve ever seen. Even though her broad hips give her a big ass, her small size of 24" ends on her hour glass silhouette.

It happened in the mid-1990s, when I was dating a beautiful little biker girl. I was only in the biker scene, and I was a little young and naive, I guess. My then girlfriend, Jane, was already a long-time biker, in the rally scene too and had friends in many clubs. I loved her madly; She was an ex model, and was really sexy and small, with long dark hair and the most beautiful face imaginable, perfect little round tits and a slim and girly silhouette. However, she had a harder edge for her; She was quite outgoing and self-assertive, and had this kind of flirtation and jealousy about her that no man of red blood could fail to fall for.

I met Jane on the Internet. At the time, we were both married and very unhappy. My wife was very conservative and useless to say that my sexual energies were beyond belief. An occasional glans in the shower and sex maybe every two weeks was equal for the class. Jane was married to a very conservative man who essentially wanted sex with missionaries twice a week.

Jane and I had an online affair for 3 months and during these three months we explored our wildest sexual fantasies online. We thought we’d never meet, so we let ourselves go online. I write emails to Jane asking her to finish them. She’s already finished them. One of my fantasies was to be Dominate on Jane and make her do some slutty stuff. A fantasy I started was to take Jane to a sneaky club and make her suck a guy in front of everyone in the club. Jane finished the fantasy by sucking all the guys in the club.

My husband and I always fantasized about me. When we fuck, he would tell me how much he would like me to get fucked by four guys or more at the same time. In return, I told him about the times I fucked before our wedding and he was really excited to hear me describe how their dicks felt going inside me and banging in my mouth and pussy.

I finally left my office and found a job in a club as a barmaid. I would dress as sexy as possible with heels, short skirts, a hose of panties without panties and either dumbbells or blouses through without bra. Every time I served drinks, I made sure to exhibit as much as possible. I had a lot of guys asking me to do all kinds of things, but I never did anything with them. I was going home and I was telling my husband what they had asked me to do and before I knew we were going to fuck and we were both talking about getting fucked. I never fucked anyone before the day we went to the beach.

Before I start, I should give a brief description of my wife, Julie. She’s 26 years old, she has a 5'3" 105lbs slim with long red hair flamboyant (a real redhead I could add!), blue eyes, and a set of stern red-lips made to suck the dick. She also has a nice 38B firm pair that just ask to be sucked and pressed. Its lower half is even better, measuring at a beautiful 36 inches with a meticulously cut pussy to expose its soft and tender lips. Julie also likes to give head & get fucked doggystyle. My wife can also sometimes be submissive. One of my fantasies is to watch my wife serve more than one man at a time. This is what happened a few weeks ago.

We’ve been walking around for several years when Tom, my husband, started talking about me, taking a black guy. I forced him to interfere, but deep down, I can’t wait to feel a big black dick inside me. It was always taboo when I grew up in a small southern town. I had always heard that black men were hanged well and that my husband was a little short in this department. I finally agreed to put an ad in our group of swingers to see what we could find. We both went through the answers and picked a guy who came across our city quite often since he was a cuckoo driver. We organized a meeting with Gene just to get to know each other a little bit and see if we all wanted to meet each other. We met him for a drink the next time he was in town and decided to set a date for the following week. I knew as soon as I saw this guy I wanted him to be my first black lover. He was very muscular, big and beautiful and very nice too. When we went to say goodbye, he asked Hubby if he could kiss me and he agreed. He took me in his big arms and gave me the most passionate kiss I’ve ever felt. I could feel his dick hardening in his pants and it seemed huge. I wanted to fuck him in the parking lot, but I didn’t want Hubby to know how excited I was, so he could step back. Finally, Tom joked: “You have better to calm down or we’ll never get there until next week.”